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  But Gregory would have none of it.

  “Not think of it again?” he exclaimed. “It’s something I’ll cherish for ever. Felicity wanted you to send me away, and she used every inducement a jealous woman could in order to make you do it. And still she failed. How many men do you suppose have had that sort of reassurance from their beloved?”

  “That is that, of course,” she agreed with a faint laugh.

  “There was nothing that Felicity Waring could bring against our love, to shatter it,” Gregory repeated slowly, and he smiled like a man from whom all the shadows had passed. “I’ll remember that to the day I die—and then you’ll find it written on my heart.”